So my son was diagnosed at the age of 4 with ODD. We have had him on Concerta and Risperdal. Neither of those meds were working so we took him off. He's been off meds for 3 years. I don't think what he's got is really ODD though. He's got his days when he's up and when he's down. He get's really upset and starts to cry, when things don't go his way....Or he will get physically violent. Clenching his fists and making growling noises cause he's angry. He says he will kill himself, or others. He's threatened to kill me and my unborn baby at times when he's angry. I brush it off cause no dr that i have taken him to believes me when i tell them that. He will call me every name you can think of in the book.
For instance today. He asked me if he could go across the street to this little girls house(they are in the same class/grade) and i said well, everytime you go there and ask if you can play her grandparents send you guys home and say not today. So i said No, you can either go upstairs to your room and watch tv or go play outside in the yard. He flew off the handle and called me an Effing B*tch. a W*ore. The worst mother he's ever had. That he wishes i was dead. Ect....ect...Then he stormed upstairs and about 15 min later he came down and acted like NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.
I tend to not show my emotions in front of the kids (crying wise) cause it upsets my 3 year old when he sees me cry. So i brush it off and i just bottle it up inside which i know it isn't a good thing. Some days i just wish i would wake up and these last 3 years were all a dream...until i hear them SCREAMING in the other room "killing" each other cause they are either throwing stuff or just typically teasing. I don't know how much more of this stress i can handle. I know its not good for me to be stressing out cause it can cause the baby to be in distress and what not. I just don't know anymore. Sometimes i just wish i could let him stay with another family for like a week so he would be appreciative of our way of living....He went to Bible Camp the first week in July. Apparently that didn't do him any good. I missed him that week...but he kept telling me..I am only going here cause i don't want to be around you.
It breaks my heart to hear him say stuff like that.
For instance today. He asked me if he could go across the street to this little girls house(they are in the same class/grade) and i said well, everytime you go there and ask if you can play her grandparents send you guys home and say not today. So i said No, you can either go upstairs to your room and watch tv or go play outside in the yard. He flew off the handle and called me an Effing B*tch. a W*ore. The worst mother he's ever had. That he wishes i was dead. Ect....ect...Then he stormed upstairs and about 15 min later he came down and acted like NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.
I tend to not show my emotions in front of the kids (crying wise) cause it upsets my 3 year old when he sees me cry. So i brush it off and i just bottle it up inside which i know it isn't a good thing. Some days i just wish i would wake up and these last 3 years were all a dream...until i hear them SCREAMING in the other room "killing" each other cause they are either throwing stuff or just typically teasing. I don't know how much more of this stress i can handle. I know its not good for me to be stressing out cause it can cause the baby to be in distress and what not. I just don't know anymore. Sometimes i just wish i could let him stay with another family for like a week so he would be appreciative of our way of living....He went to Bible Camp the first week in July. Apparently that didn't do him any good. I missed him that week...but he kept telling me..I am only going here cause i don't want to be around you.
It breaks my heart to hear him say stuff like that.
